Senior Brother Jianxian is Going to Have a Good Time Today

"Uh..." Gu Yuan didn't say a word, his vision became a bit dim, he locked on to Ning Xiu in his vision, the trajectory of the sword did not deviate in the slightest, but the voice of the mirror demon became more and more playful .

"I can see all your memories, so I am the person who knows you best in this world."

"You have been an evil cultivator since you were young. When you were ten years old, even if everything was not what you wanted, you were already burdened with countless sins."

"Your parents died at the hands of Ning Daoqian. You thought you should hate, but you never even hated. It was because you knew that your parents violated the rules and caused chaos in this world. What they committed Death is a sin, but what Ning Daoqian did was for the sake of the world, so you try not to hate yourself."

"Luo Yesheng brought you back to the Lingzong, and you became the elder brother of the Lingzong in everyone's eyes, but secretly you were a pawn to deal with some shady things for her, and you were still powerless to resist."

"You are sanctimonious in this countless sins, so you no longer understand the meaning of everything in this world.

So you are depressed, so you don't want to practice sword anymore, but there are always countless causes and effects in this world that push you forward. "

"You can't escape, but your sword heart is nothingness, how can it compare to the other party's firm belief?"

"But you are indeed very talented, a swordsman who doesn't work hard at swordsmanship and can still touch the rules at this age.

Even in those worlds I have experienced, you are destined to become a monk of the top group of people. "

"But unfortunately, in this battle, no matter what, you can't win your opponent." The mirror demon's voice seemed to be particularly cheerful.

If it wasn't for Gu Yuan, how could she have ended up here, so of course she is full of gloating about Gu Yuan's current situation.

There is the murmuring voice of the mirror demon next to his ears, and he is now trying out sword moves with Ning Xiu. Compared with the previous sword moves, each of Ning Xiu's sword moves contains his sword power, which is already extremely wonderful , this is the ultimate that human beings can achieve, and there is no possibility of any further progress.

Gu Yuan's sword of qi flickered with fireworks.

Ning Xiu's expression also became a bit dignified. He turned around for a while, his eyes faintly glowed with golden light, and the movement of Gu Yuan's arm raising became very slow, but the moment he raised his hand, this The dark clouds between the sky and the earth stopped rolling again, and the dark clouds obscured the vision, as if the sky had become completely dark.

And Ning Xiu's sword was also burning with fire, and the faint light lit up the world.

Gu Yuan's eyes were still a little lost, he murmured.

"A misty rain Ren Pingsheng."

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Luo Yesheng in the audience was slightly moved.

She had seen Gu Yuan's sword before.

The flames of the blade in Ning Xiu's hand were indeed burning very enthusiastically, but under this sword, those flames were extinguished, and this sword did not stagnate at all, and the result was doomed the moment the sword was drawn.

Ning Xiu's body shield was cut to pieces by Gu Yuan, and Gu Yuan's sword easily cut through his chest, staining his clothes a little bright red.

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

……

"It's all about deceiving yourself and others." The mirror demon chattered endlessly in Gu Yuan's ear.

Gu Yuan didn't respond to her words, but just looked at Ning Xiu silently, as if there was a wind blowing by his ears, his figure became an afterimage in the black world, and Ning Xiu's spiritual perception had become meaningless.

That black afterimage shuttled across the arena. Every time it flickered, there would be an extra bloodstain on Ning Xiu's body, and every sword of Ning Xiu was half a minute slower, and this half a minute was not slow. In terms of speed, but slower in sword momentum.

If Ning Xiu's sword power is that of the emperor.

Now the afterimage that shuttles across the ring is more like a butcher, a butcher who is at a loss and only knows how to swing a sword.

"How come..." the mirror demon murmured.

She obviously went through all of Gu Yuan's memories when she was bored, but she couldn't figure out where his sword power came from, since he had never been exposed to this aspect since he was born.

This is killing intent.

The killing intent was never determined by how many dead souls he had under his command.

The mirror demon has also seen a monk who entered the Dao by killing, that is a fierce ghost in the world, he is a Shura, but entering this Dao is definitely not easy.

Then why does he have such a sword power?The mirror demon couldn't understand this no matter what.

But at the very least, the mirror demon felt that Ning Xiu in front of him seemed to be... the end of the world.

……

The black afterimage finally dissipated.

And Ning Xiu in front of Gu Yuan also turned into a blood man.

The qi sword in Gu Yuan's hand disappeared, and he looked at Ning Xiu in front of him without saying a word.

"I don't know why I'm swinging a sword."

"Really." He murmured at this moment, as if talking to himself.

Ning Xiu in front of him lowered his head, and Gu Yuan couldn't see his face clearly. It seemed that the sword debate was over, and the spring rain was still falling, and the blood on the two of them was washed away by the raindrops. The victory and defeat have been divided.

But when Gu Yuan saw Ning Xiu raised his head, he suddenly froze.

In other words, no matter it was him, the entire audience, including Luo Yesheng and Ning Daogan, who had the highest cultivation bases, were stunned for a moment.

When Ning Xiu raised his head, his eyes were already pure gold.

And his aura also permeated the whole world at this moment, which was the reason why everyone was stunned. All the auras around Ning Xiu had turned into gold, magnificent and noble at first glance.

His sword, which had fallen to the ground, flew back into his hand.

The aura of the blade was also covered with a layer of gold.

Gu Yuan looked into the other person's eyes, feeling strange for a moment.

"It turns out that there are such interesting opponents in this world."

Gu Yuan heard these words from Ning Xiu's mouth, but the tone was completely different. He looked into those golden eyes, and the sword of Qi burned in his hands again.

"I only make one move." A faint smile appeared on Ning Xiu's face.

But Ning Daogan in the audience stood up at this moment, as if ready to strike at any time to block Ning Xiu's sword, Luo Yesheng frowned slightly, and she also stood up together, everything on the ring was changing rapidly, No one understood what happened.

Maybe it's just Ning Daogan who knows.

This is the true soul of Sword Immortal in Ning Xiu's divine soul.

……

"Okay, I'll only make one move." Gu Yuan pursed his lips slightly, his Qi sword began to flash red light, and the moment Ning Xiu held the sword, the sabers of all the sword repairers in the audience were gone. It started to tremble, and then without any spiritual energy, it flew out from their side and came to the sky above Ning Xiu, forming a sword formation.

There are thousands of spirit swords in total, each of which has been endowed with a spirit. These thousand spirit swords fell from the midair without any hesitation. Eye.

The sword of Qi in Gu Yuan's hand flashed red.

He cut out the sword, and the light of the sword was overwhelming.

All the spirit swords in mid-air flew down, and each sword lost its spirit the moment it encountered the red sword light, and fell straight down from the sky, but after one sword fell, there was still the next spirit sword.

These swords seem to be endless.

After cutting out the red light, Gu Yuan's soul felt a little tingling. His soul was already incomplete and incomplete. Although Nirvana's sword power would not make his soul disappear, it would still Great consumption.

When he swung those swords earlier, he was already at the end of his strength.

All the spirit swords in mid-air fell to the ground, but Gu Yuan held the Qi sword in his hand and stared at the last sword in front of him.

That was Ning Xiu's saber.

This sword was like a meteor falling from the sky, his Qi sword was easily shattered by that sword, and then pierced his chest.

Gu Yuan lowered his head.

He looked at the sword that pierced his chest. The sword on the blade was threatening to destroy his soul. He clenched the hilt hard and pulled out the sword, but in the end he couldn't do it. Cracking pain came, and he had no strength left, almost fell to his knees.

……

Luo Yesheng was the first to rush to the Sword Discourse Arena.

She took out Ning Xiu's sword from Gu Yuan's chest in an instant, and she also used spiritual energy to protect Gu Yuan's heart veins. Even though Gu Yuan's breath became weak at this moment, at least he had no life left. worry.

Luo Yesheng breathed a sigh of relief, and gently hugged Gu Yuan's shoulders so as not to let him fall down.

"I... didn't make it..." Gu Yuan murmured, his pupils seemed to turn gray.

And Luo Yesheng's eye sockets were already stained with crystal water, she put her arms around Gu Yuan's shoulders, "You have done a good job, take a good rest."

This sentence seemed to have a strange magical power, Gu Yuan's eyes went dark, and he could no longer see or hear anything.

Ning Daoqian looked at Ning Xiu in front of him, and seeing the golden light in his eyes fade, he frowned slightly, while Ning Xiu looked like he was just waking up from a big dream.

He looked at Gu Yuan, and hurriedly wanted to run, "Brother Gu..."

"He's fine." Ning Daoqian responded, and Ning Xiu felt relieved.

Ning Daoqian's eyes also fell on Gu Yuan. He looked at Luo Yesheng who was holding Gu Yuan, and saw the crystal tears in Luo Yesheng's eyes. He seemed to realize something suddenly, and his body suddenly Much stiffer.

After a few seconds.

Ning Daogan seemed to have some understanding, and sighed softly.

……

Gu Yuan saw scarlet in front of his eyes.

It was the chaotic Blood Steed Sect, and in sight were the corpses of those cultivators who had been slaughtered, and it was the flames ignited by Taoism. The flames soared into the sky, as if the whole world was burning.

And he was taken away by the elders of the Blood Steed Sect.

All the scenery in front of him was retreating, but he didn't dare to look back, until a female sword fairy in a black dress with a cold expression appeared in front of him.

That was Luo Yesheng's face.

Luo Yesheng just swung the sword lightly, and a bloodstain appeared on the neck of the Seventh Elder, and he was unable to hold Gu Yuan Yujian anymore, and fell straight to the ground, while Gu Yuan was dragged in front of her by the spiritual energy .

This is his memory, even Gu Yuan remembers it.

But the next moment, he saw Luo Yesheng's sword piercing his chest.

Luo Yesheng's expression was still calm, but she seemed to be smiling, that delicate and cold face was so pretty when she smiled.

He saw that the sky and the earth seemed to be trembling.

He saw Luo Yesheng's aura climbed to the first level of the Holy Spirit.

He looked down at his chest.

"Do not……"

Everything in the world in front of me collapsed.